What the hell is running through my mind? Walking around aimlessly.. Up and down the building.. state of emptyness.. Lost.. tired.. I need a perk! Give that guy a coffee! Not being myself today.. In another dimension..
Whew.. its gone.. the uneasy feeling.. the aimless feeling.. a moment of shock.. never want this to happen again.. No reason for that.. Or maybe not.. is that the reason? Her image appears..
Back to reality.. ya, still got the mask on.. back to battle.. new information.. new direction.. good news! Way to go! Slow pace today.. other then the uncomfortable ordeal.. No exitement.. just plain follow the flow kind of day..
Welcome on board my new partner.. we enter a new phase today.. Reach a new height and understanding. More to come be patience with him.. soon the war will be over and victory to us!
Its good to be bad.. I kind of like how it sounds.. hmm.. not being evil.. just feel confortable how it is pieced together.. hmm.. what is bad and what is good.. is bad really bad? and can bad be good bad? Haha.. confusing.. This is more confusing:
Two men met at a bus stop and struck
up
a conversation. One of them kept
complaining of family problems.
Finally, the other man said: "You think
you have family problems? Listen to my
situation."
A few years ago I met a young widow
with a grown-up daughter. We got
married and got myself a stepdaughter.
Later, my father married my
stepdaughter. That made my
stepdaughter, my stepmother.
And my father became my stepson. Also,
my wife became mother-in-law of her
father-in-law.
Much later the daughter of my wife, my
stepmother, had a son. This boy was my
half-brother because he was my
father’s son.
But he was also the son of my wife’s
daughter which made him my wife’s
grand-
son. That made me the grand-father of
my half-brother.
This was nothing until my wife and I
had a son. Now the half-sister of my
son, my stepmother, is also the
Grandmother.
This makes my father, the brother-in-
law of my child, whose stepsister is my
father’s wife, I am my stepmother’s
brother-in-law, my wife is her own
child’s aunt, my son is my father’s
nephew, and I am MY OWN GRANDFATHER!
And you think you have FAMILY
PROBLEMS!!!
I hate confusion.. The guessing game.. she expected me to play the guessing game.. now its all over.. A failed family.. I tried to guess but lost another game.. A jerk to her now.. A correct guess.. and I found the truth.. another failed relationship.. Current situation… anymore guessing? Nah.. no more guessing.. Its impossible.. I am in a state of confusion.. state of belonging.. to whom it may concern.. The image appears again.. How to let it made known! Its painful.. but better painful then sorry.. better distance then lost.. better with hope then none…